I became the emperor in the comic book series.

Goto Ichiri boarded the train home, and a figure that had been hiding in the crowd suddenly walked over and followed her closely, subtly protecting her from the side.

As the train started moving, Akira Higashino turned and left the station alone, walking into the dimly lit night and embarking on his journey home.

Footsteps sounded in the dark alleyway beside the road, quickly approaching and coming to his side.

Am I pretty?

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P.S.: 3000 words, still 15 chapters needed.

Chapter Seventy-Five: The Slit-Mouthed Woman

Higashino Akira kept walking, looking straight ahead, and continued his unhurried pace, ignoring her.

Upon seeing this, the masked woman who had come over to ask questions paused for a moment.

"Huh!"

"That shouldn't be!"

She tilted her head, jogged a couple of steps to the man's side, and gently waved her hand in front of him.

"Hello?"

"Hello, can you see me?"

Higashino Akira remained unmoved, and the woman immediately frowned with some distress.

After thinking about it, she decided to follow the procedure. After all, she wasn't some third-rate nobody; she was a well-known figure with her own legend. What she cared about most was the rules. Otherwise, without those rules and regulations, there would be no memorable points, and she would be no different from those nameless nobodys.

The woman, somewhat sullen, loosened the collar of her coat and gently waved it, sending a cool night breeze across the snow-capped mountains, sweeping away the heat brought on by her agitated state of mind.

The magnificent Northern Hemispheres collided and squeezed against each other, creating undulating waves that were both spectacular and breathtaking.

It was so sudden…

Akira Higashino forgot to turn off auto-aiming.

As an experienced mountaineer, I couldn't help but instinctively look at the milky white snow-capped mountains when I saw them—it was purely instinctive!

Then, his gaze met that of the woman with heterochromatic eyes, who was giving him amusement.

"You can see it, yet you pretend to ignore it. You're so mean, buddy!"

"I don't want to talk to you because I can see you. I've already ignored you, but you still don't know when to back down. You're so ungrateful!"

Faced with this woman's inexplicable accusations, Higashino Akira retorted with a speechless expression.

"Hey! Why? Is my figure not good enough?" The woman suddenly became agitated, grabbed his arm, and questioned him angrily.

"Who cares!" Higashino Akira pulled his arm out of her arms and continued to move forward. "Dressed up like this and wearing a mask at night, who knows if you're the biological mother or how many deadly viruses you carry? I may be a womanizer, but that doesn't mean I'm not picky, you idiot."

"That's so unfair! It was clearly her first time, how dare you say that!"

"Doesn't that make it even more suspicious?"

That's not what I meant!

Seeing that the man was almost home, if she waited for him to go inside and close the door, and then, according to the rules, she couldn't go in without receiving an invitation, then she would have completely failed!

Thinking of this, the woman suddenly became anxious, quickly ran over, grabbed his arm, pressed herself against the door, and pinned him against the wall, preventing him from opening it.

Am I pretty?

The woman asked again, her eyes slightly red.

Higashino looked at her calmly, gestured for the guards who had been secretly protecting her and preparing to approach to step back, and then threw out a Qi-gazing spell.

[Name: Slit-Mouthed Woman]

[Age: 1]

[Qualification: Purple]

Raise your head slightly as a sign of respect.

This is ridiculous! Is this a one-year-old?

Akira Higashino reached out and gently pinched it. It felt real, warm, and elastic; it looked like a living thing. But something was off about this guy, both in terms of his name and his aptitude.

I won't even mention the name "Slit-Mouthed Woman," it's a famous urban legend.

The label of "aptitude" is only displayed by special beings such as spirits. For an ordinary woman, it should show folds or wrinkles.

Moreover, the purple aptitude is theoretically much stronger than that of someone who has received an imperial decree and grown a little further before reaching the level of a high-ranking individual.

The woman opposite him, who hadn't received a reply and had even been harassed, was completely stunned. A blush spread from her face to the tips of her ears, and then she angrily slapped his hand away.

"What are you doing?! This is so presumptuous!"

"I was just asking you if I'm pretty, just answer me properly, why did you do something so rude!"

"How am I supposed to know if you're pretty or not when you're wearing a mask?" Higashino Akira, having learned the guy's true identity, remained calm. "Come on, don't be shy, take off your mask and let me see."

Upon hearing this, the woman calmed down immediately, revealed a satisfied smile, and ripped off her mask, revealing the corners of her mouth that had been torn to the sides.

"Then, how about this?"

"You audacious monster! I can tell you're not human at first glance!"

Higashino Akira smiled, reached out and grabbed her arm, turned around, opened the door, and shoved her inside.

"Eek—!!!"

boom--

The door slammed shut, and then sounds inappropriate for children gradually came from inside, along with the occasional questioning from a woman filled with resentment.

"No! This isn't how it should be done according to the procedure!"

"When you see my face, you should be so scared that you turn around and run away, and then I'll chase after you and cut your face like this with scissors!"

Why aren't you afraid of me at all!

"That's not right!"

"Urban legends aren't like that!"

"uh-huh…………"

"Heh, you weirdo, you really know how to make me laugh. In the world of exotic creatures I've seen, you're at best a little girl!" Higashino Akira proved that the Slit-Mouthed Woman wasn't lying; it really was her first time, and she was very moist.

"No! I really can't take it anymore!"

"Please let me go! I'll never do it again!"

"I know I was wrong, sob sob..."

"You don't even know you're wrong, you just know you're doomed!" The mighty Emperor of Yunmeng angrily rebuked, giving his invincible second brother a boost of his morale and emphasizing the emperor's boundless grace.

"Urban legends and the supernatural are like that; they don't cause pain!"

"You're lying! I did!"

"Really? How come I didn't know that?"

Beside her, Yukino Yukinoshita, in her black and white cow cat form, stared dumbfounded at the absurd scene. Although she understood the situation from their conversation, she still found it hard to believe.

No... is this reasonable?

Finally, the slit-mouthed woman, stuffed with cream like a cream puff, lay limply on the coffee table in the living room, her taillights sticking up high, her body slightly transparent. If it weren't for the occasional soft sobs that let people see her, she would have looked like she was about to die.

Actually, I'd rather be dead, because it was so hot.

She doesn't understand!

Urban horror legends have always been synonymous with bloodshed and terror, and she is one of the most well-known types of them. After the previous generation of the Slit-Mouthed Woman died, she was finally born from the legend that represented the Slit-Mouthed Woman, and she even received the care of a kind colleague who shared information about a high-quality client with her.

But why do urban legends lose so badly to humans, without any ability to fight back at all?

Even if you drive a few wandering spirits over and place them in front of humans, they shouldn't be unable to escape!

What is that power?

Why was it released in that way?

Chapter Seventy-Six: Sisters Reunited

The next morning, Akira Higashino opened his eyes in bed.

The blanket beside me was empty; the person who had been lying there was long gone.

In fact, Higashino Akira sensed it when she secretly tried to run away last night. He wasn't a deep sleeper to begin with, and with the urban legend lying next to him, how could he possibly sleep soundly?

It's just unclear whether it was truly severely restricted by the rules, or whether it was tamed after he fiercely attacked the passage to the soul.

The slit-mouthed woman did not attempt to attack him once the night passed.

This made Higashino Akira somewhat embarrassed to be ruthless towards her. After all, they had slept together. The Slit-Mouthed Woman hadn't been the first to act unethically. If he were to finish her off after he had already taken her down with a sniper rifle, it would be a bit unfair of him.

Anyway, it's just a weirdo that deals physical damage. Aside from the fact that it's an urban legend and doesn't need to kill or cannibalize its own kind to grow stronger, but mainly grows through human cognition and fear, there's not much of a mechanism to speak of. It's harmless, so let's just let it go.

Sitting up in bed, Akira Higashino felt something was off. He touched his face and then tore off a sticky note.

The picture above shows a simple drawing of scissors, along with the message: I will definitely come back!

Suddenly, Akira Higashino chuckled.

Knowing they were no match, they still came, and left this message—are they like the Big Bad Wolf?

Ever since discovering this other side of the comic book world, all I've encountered are evil spirits without any morals. This unexpected encounter with beings who follow rules is actually a bit strange.

Even the connection between her and him wasn't exactly a bad one. If we were to put it in terms of a more intuitive favorability rating, it would be around 10 or 20 at most. It wasn't exactly liking, but at least it wasn't a negative number, and it wasn't to the point of deep hatred and irreconcilable enmity.

After getting up and washing up, he pondered the information he had extracted from the Slit-Mouthed Woman. As a new generation of Slit-Mouthed Woman born from urban legends, she had come directly and precisely to him after obtaining the information. The existence of the person who gave her the information must be problematic.

Who knows, it might be the work of that force that's been watching me all along. Seeing that neither pure evil spirits nor possessed evil spirits carrying weapons could harm me, they wanted to try and trick a newly born, ignorant urban legend into doing the trick.

Then that idiot really came up and gave away his prize for nothing.

This is what happens when you don't do your research before taking action.

Unfortunately, the other party seemed to have something special about them, somehow blocking his karmic connection, so he could only vaguely sense this malevolent connection, but couldn't follow the line to the enemy's lair like the mountain god had done.

After washing up, Akira Higashino originally wanted to cook breakfast himself. It wasn't that he couldn't afford to eat out, but he occasionally liked to cook for himself, and felt that it made him feel more alive, rather than just existing.

However, an emergency call disrupted his plans.

"Lord Higashino, something's happened!"

After a brief exchange, Higashino Akira hung up the phone and walked to the entrance to leave, but then turned back after thinking about something.

In the living room, Yukino Yukinoshita, feeling a bit hungry, lay sprawled on the sofa, conserving her energy while waiting for the man who was theoretically her future husband, but could also be her brother-in-law, to prepare breakfast.

She stayed at his house for a little over a day. Besides feeling that his private life was really messy, with many women around him, some of whom were not human, she also noticed that he was prone to going hungry for three days and then going hungry nine times a week. If she could turn into a human, or if there was cat food prepared at home, she wouldn't be so helpless.

That man knew absolutely nothing about raising cats; the kitten really suffered a lot with him.

Yukino Yukinoshita was looking forward to it, and then she saw him answer a phone call and hurriedly prepare to leave.

Suddenly, the whole cat was stunned.

She closed her eyes listlessly. Oh no, she should have known better than to be shy last night and reminded him when she turned back into a human.

Yukino Yukinoshita's cat ears drooped, and then she heard footsteps approaching from afar. Then, she was rudely flicked on the forehead. The light but not brain-damaging force made the girl open her eyes somewhat unhappily.

Then, she saw her gaze rising higher and higher, and the world of colors she could see gradually changed, slowly approaching the colors she had when she was human.

Regardless of the seemingly dim-witted Yukino Yukinoshita's condition, Higashino Akane casually glanced at her pitifully small and meager breasts, shook his head slightly, and thinking that she was, after all, a member of the imperial harem, he simply lifted her chin and lowered his head to gently kiss her pink and moist lips.

"There are groceries at home, a landline in the entryway, and a computer in the study. Although there are clothes for women, your size is a bit off. If you really want to wear them, call Kawasaki and ask if she agrees. I have to go out for a while. You can arrange your own time. You only have ten hours, so make sure you don't turn back into a kitten in front of others."

After saying that, he pinched the cheek of the girl who was staring blankly at him without saying a word, and then left the house without looking back.

Behind her, Yukino Yukinoshita heard the door slam shut with a soft bang, and belatedly opened her eyes wide, a blush creeping onto her fair and lovely face.

Half an hour later, the sound of the door lock turning came from the doorway.

A young and pretty woman, who was clearly still a college student, but had a touch of married woman's charm, walked into the house.

"Oh my, Yukino..." Yukinoshita Haruno greeted her younger sister, who was sitting quietly eating in the living room, warmly. "I came right over after I got your call. Aren't you happy to see your older sister so soon?"

Yukino remained silent.

However, when Yang Nai saw the oversized men's shirt her younger sister was wearing, she teased her with a mischievous grin.